by FoodIsYummy » Sat Nov 13, 2010 12:54 pm
Clara's father nodded. "Salve, and thank you for bringing her home. Please come in," he said and stepped aside. "Let me go get Clara." He headed up towards his daughter's room and knocked on her door. "Yes?" Clara asked, opening the door. "Someone is here for you," He said and she followed him downstairs.
I dream of a world where chickens can cross roads without having their motives questioned
Sorry if I'm not on as often as I used to be.
The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm.